Dynamic Dreamer ~ Art Weaver

The Ghostly, Mythic, Tarot & Fairy Tale musings of Lisa Hunt

End of Year Studio Hermit News

| December 20, 2011

I just mailed out the last of Holiday orders—drawing right up until the last possible moment to assure delivery of goodies. I can happily report that I have completed and mailed almost 40 Spirit Drawings in the last few months. What a ride and what a great way to keep everything energized in the studio!…

My 15 year journey with tarot: a retrospective

| May 29, 2010

2010 is nearly halfway over. Can you believe it? I can’t! It recently dawned on me that I did my first tarot painting 15 years ago. So much has happened since. I’ve grown from a young idealist to a middle-aged idealist. My life has changed, my art has changed, but the basic core of who I am has never been compromised

The Chronicles of Connor Part II (photos courtesy Jonathan Hunt 2010)

| March 8, 2010

Here are a few photos of my 9 year old “apprentice” at a recent “Feel the Groove” event at the Art Institute of Fort Lauderdale, a place he’s bent on attending someday. He drew and painted in front of a live audience and did it with poise and ease. And for painfully shy people like […]

Life as a Fairy Tale: seeing past illusions, overcoming our fears and making our dreams come true!

| December 20, 2008

Most readers of fairy tales will agree: without a quest or challenge, there wouldn’t be much of a story. If we just rolled from one passive day to the next without any input from the dark side, we would quickly languish into states of irrevocable apathy. But do not fear, there is no such thing as sustained bliss; the road of life is filled with potholes and puddles, ready to shake us out of contentment without notice.

Reconnecting with my wild horse spirit: Lessons learned in a Taekwondo dojo from white belt mind to black belt confidence

| December 7, 2008

After a somewhat sedentary existence following the birth of my daughter, I was cajoled by my son Connor’s Taekwondo Master to take a non-obligatory trial class. Here I was, a chubby post partum mom staring impending middle age in the face and I was being coerced into a situation that I was less than enthusiastic about…